Saturday, November 30, 2013

A Message From Omar Musa Of The Spammers Club

Dear Friend,

I sent you this email about two weeks ago and i got no response, so I am constrained to contact you again via the internet which has been severely abused by fraudsters over the years.It's my pleasure to Brief you with this proposal for a financial and business assistance.I know my message will come to you as a surprise.Don't worry I was totally convinced to write you in reference to the transfer of $8.5 Million Dollar to your account for onward investment (Hotel industries and Estate building management,Factory and Textile Productions And Extruction of Raw Materials To finished Product For Usage) or any profitable Oriented business in your country.

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Muslim Beggars In The Slums

asking for
left over
food old
from the
poor in
the slums
from far of
to bandra
they come
their name
is written
on the gifted
will be done
till kingdom

The Profile Of A Muslim Beggar

I stopped shooting pictures , I am sedated with the sadness of our times , so many words on Tarun Tejpal , Arushi murder case on Aam Admi Delhi politics and the poor in our midst die unheard..I visit the Shastri Nagar slums of Bandra every day,..the unchanging Muslim world pushed into ghettos , and happy where they are ,..I am assuming they are happy , the owners tenants , the vendors , the butchers and the beggars ..

The poor I am told give generously to the poor ... the Muslim beggars get alms left over food in the slums ,,and the slums are three storey tin sheds with a wooden staircase ..children running haywire , the dinghy dirty filthy bylanes ..neglected by an innermost hate by the cvic authorities for Muslim ghettoes , the sweepers take an extra buck.. and life goes on.. till an epidemic breaks out or a fire breaks out,,,if a fire breaks out the local goons enter to capture plots and get it legalized o the name of their friends relatives .

This is the eponymous Muslim vote bank that keeps the hope of some candidates alive from one election till the next elections..

And it dampens my soul , the misery the pain the pathos..

Muslim Beggars ..A Day Dawns

once perhaps
there were
good days
now all gone
all torn..
life at the
mercy of
the beggars
bowl forlorn
the soul withers
tattered battered
the spirit to live
..the hand
to beg reborn
life goes on
the skull cap
asserts the humility
of this musalman

Friday, November 29, 2013

A Message From Sachin Parab..From The Spammers Club

Sachin Parab

Dear Sir/Madam

It's with every sense of humility, sincerity and fairness do I implore this
medium to reach you at this time. In the first place, my names are
28 Years of age.

My ground parents migrated from India to the UK in 1954 and my parents and
his siblings were all born here in the UK.

My father Mr. RAVIKANT PARAB Died in the hospital as a result of heart
attack and injury he heard after
losing his GARMENT FACTORY here during the London Riot in 2011 by the Angry
street guys and claimed a lot of our belonging including lives and
property.Read more

This occurrence led me to talk with my father's Lawyer over the Will of my
father and he gave me a blue print which stated that I am the apparent heir
of his Account with the ROYAL BANK OF SCOTLAND and at present, I don't
feel safe or
secure anymore here in the UK.

I deem it necessary for me to come to India which is the Country of my
Fathers and settle down and also get married and settle instead of staying
in the UK and peradventure lose the remaining inheritance willed to me by
my late father.

I need an honest and truthful citizen of India who shall help me in area of
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Conversely, your utmost corporation is required since I am ready to
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Kindly reply me and do not fail to write your bio data shortly.
1,Full Name
2,Complete Address
3,Direct Mobile No
4,Id Card of any kind
Here is my no,+447010071301.I can also speak in hindi


Some Photos Live

some photos die
some photos gasp
for breath..
cosmic chaos
beyond eternity
convulsive death
hope playing
hide and seek
on the internet
time of reckoning
has not come
in yet ,,as
the innards of
imagery frivolously
fumes and frets
god please dont
ever let me be
in another mans
charitable debt
forgotten moments
once we met ..
sometims it is
a silver lining
in disguise
ask and you
dont get
to be fair
but dark dusky
instead ..

firoze shakir photographerno1's photostream

Waiting For Hope On The Foothills Of MalangadMarziya Shakir 6 Year OldMarziya Shakir 6 Year OldMarziya Shakir 6 Year OldZinnia Fatima Star GirlZinnia Fatima Star Girl
Zinnia Fatima Star GirlZinnia Fatima Star GirlZinnia Fatima Star GirlLike Father Like SonQue Sera, Sera,The Leper Lady Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir Street Photographer 2 Year Old
Nerjis Asif Shakir Street Photographer 2 Year OldNerjis Asif Shakir Street Photographer 2 Year OldNerjis Asif Shakir Street Photographer 2 Year OldSt Peter Church BandraSt Peter Church Bandra Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir 2 Year OldSt Peter Church Bandra Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir 2 Year Old
St Peter Church BandraFr Juan St Peter Church Bandra Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir 2 Year OldFr Juan St Peter Church Bandra Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir 2 Year OldFr Juan St Peter Church BandraMy Friends From Italy Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir 2 Year OldSt Peter Church Bandra

Nerjis Asif Shakir Street Photographer 2 Year Old

her dreams
through her
nerjis asif
only two year
old brave bold
her camera
does what
it is told

Waiting For Hope On The Foothills Of Malangad

white birds
seen not heard
entrapped in
a viciously
world of evil
on the path

Thursday, November 28, 2013

Like Father Like Son

flesh of the flesh
both old and young
a moment of
reckoning ,,,
at Haji Malang
a thought
that stung
sins of his
visited on
the sons son

Que Sera, Sera,

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

The Leper Lady Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir Street Photographer 2 Year Old

Nerjis Asif Shakir Street Photographer 2 Year Old

St Peter Church Bandra

St Peter Church Bandra

Fr Jaun St Peter Church Bandra

Manuela And Emanuel At Mount Mary Bandra

Manuela And Emanuel At Mount Mary Bandra

With Love From Italy

Emanuel From Italy

The Beggar Poet Of Bollywood With Nerjis And Manuela

The Beggar Poet Of Bollywood With Nerjis And Manuela

My Friends From Italy Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir 2 Year Old

Manuela my dear friend from Italy was down and I was to meet her and her friends Anjali Emanuel at Linking Road Bandra , but I have not been keeping too well, and I completely forgot about till a call from Anjalie made me rush to our Rendezvous at King Shoes my friend Hafeezes shoe shop, Nerjis came along with me.

From LInking Road I took both my Italian friends to Chapel  Road , they wanted to see the wall graffiti again, from there to Mount Mary Church and to St Peter Church , Bandra Bazar Road and to my house , where my other grand daughter two year old Zinnia shot their picture .

Nerjis Asif Shakir is cool confidant with the camera , but got very nervous when a friends daughter also two year old began hugging her at the St Peter Church.. ,we met Fr Juan , he was not well he came down to meet my friends ..

So this is a short series at Bandra , we missed our other friend Magic Eye Deepak..Marziya to was at her friends house...


Delhi by firoze shakir photographerno1
Delhi, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

if the BJP
comes to
the dreams
of the ruling
party will
turn sour
if the aam
admi party
of arvind
to power
they will
build hospitals
schools ,,
instead of iconic
towers ..
if the congress
once again
more happy
sing is king

The Albino Boy

on the toilet
seat of life
as he cries
what will i
be when i
grow up
he rubs
his eyes
the day
time he
on the
of hope
with flies
as one
day is
day dies
his white
shell of
a skin
held in
a cosmic

Mama Who Am I

laugh at me
mock me
make me cry
give me
alms as
they pass
by ..i bless
them pray
to god they
dont have
children like
me with a
my pain
i live
i die
mama will
soon marry
me to another
fair white looking
guy..father is
sad he wont
reply ,,pure
as white our
failing courage
but most of
the time father
is high..a new
brother a new
sister each
year .. so
hard they
when the
sun hits
my eyes

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

I Shoot Albinos

i meet
them wherever
i go..on the
poetry of my
soul their
yes cosmically
i was destined
to shoot the
said the
god of
shoot them
up close
a moment
on my
i froze
white skins
pinkish eyes
their pain
their pathos
their woes